When Student Outdid The Master || Doctor Strange X Reader

When student outdid the master || Doctor Strange x Reader

Writing Challenge

Hello! This is my story written for Bianca’s Autumn Writing Challenge (created by @fanlove-fandomlife)

I tried my best and I hope you all will like the story. Enjoy! 🎃 🦇

Words: 1758

Warnings: none

SUMMARY: Pumpkin carving with Dr Strange

Author: Cass

"Well. I'm a doctor and I shouldn't laugh, but... Really? Pumpkins? I thought you have something different for me" Strange shook his head in disbelief, his brow was raised as man was looking at you.

You frowned softly, looking at your mentor and rolled your eyes annoyed. “Yes, pumpkins. Come on. It’s October… Almost end of the month to be honest! Halloween!” You jumped happily. “We have to get ready for it!”

"Y/N.." man sighed deeply, rubbing his temples. "You always have been so stubborn. As you can see I'm kinda busy" Stephen pointed at his desk, full of books and papers. "But I suppose I can have a little break."

You whimpered happily and hugged him tight. „You can read and write later. Beside, we both know about your bad habit of spending whole nights on working.” You took his hand and pulled him to a kitchen.

You put one big pumpkin on a counter, humming happily. “Look! This one is just perfect! We can carve this one… And later we can do smaller one… I got only three, but they'll look amazing in front of the Sanctum."

Stephen took a seat on the one of high chairs. A cunning smile has crawled onto his lips. "I see you're prepared. But still scatty!" Strange let out a pearly laugh. "Do you have a pumpkin carving tools?"

„Hey! I’m not scatty and yes. I do have tools.” You giggled. “And! I have a keyhole Saw but… you need to open it… because I don’t have enough strength.” You offered him saw. “Mentor? Shall you?” You asked with soft smile.

Strange took a saw in his hands, but as soon as he did, he put it down onto counter. "It's.. How to say it? Oh! Too mainstream for me" he grinned at you and snapped his fingers. The saw slowly floated up and became dependent several centimeters above the counter.

You sat on high chair and giggled. "Ohh yeees... for sure it is, Doctor." You said and clapped your hands, watching him. "I can't wait!"

"What pattern you would like to have on the biggest pumpkin, Y/N?" Strange gave you a glance, smiling gently.

You hummed, thinking. "A CAT! Like a big, angry cat, with its fur standing up!" You explained. "I think it will be great, you know... Big, scary kitty cat." You meowed and laughed shortly after.

Strange snapped his fingers once again and the saw started its work. Within several seconds the patter was ready. "Is this what you have wanted?" Stephen stretched his fingers delicately.

You blinked and looked at him in disbelieve. "Stephen...." You got up from your seat and took his hands in yours. "This is not about magic, Mentor." You explained and let his palms free.

You picked up the small pumpkin and handled it to him. "Use your hands. It will be more fun."

Stephen was hesitating for a moment. "You good know that my hands aren't as efficient as they used to be" his voice was nothing more but a whisper.

"I know, but you still can give it a try... take your time, do it slowly... Step by step." You said softly. "I know, that I'm just a student here and you are a mentor... but trust me on this one." You smiled and sat back on your previous seat, taking other pumpkin into your hands, than you started to prepare it for carving.

Man rubbed his beard and nodded slightly. "As they say, if you won't try, you'll never know" he had been smirking at you before he started his precise work.

You nodded, smiling widely. "Exactly that, Mentor."

It took you a while to get fully into your task, you were watching Strange from time to time, but you never stopped your work. "How it's going?" You asked, looking at him.

"Like you see" Strange didn't look at you, he was focused on his work. Using a scraper, brunette was removing pulp from his pumpkin.

"I told you that using hands will be better." You giggled and returned to working on your pumpkin.

After an hour you were done with your little masterpiece. It was a simple design: big eyes and wide open mouth with sharp teeth. "It looks like you, especially when you are angry at me..." You picked it up and presented the pumpkin to Stephen. "Y/N! Get back to study!" You growled deeply, trying to imitate your mentor's voice.

Strange couldn't stop himself from laughing. "Haha! Y/N! Am I that gloomy, huh?!" man poked your shoulder, shaking his head.

He got up only to lean his upper body part on the counter. "Don't look at me like that, Y/N. I'm trying to do something more advanced" his eyes were glowing mysteriously in the light of a lamp hanging above your heads.

You laughed louder and nodded. "Not always, Mentor. Mostly you look quite good!"

You blinked, watching him, than you cleared your throat. "Umm... I will.. I will take cloak and I will go buy some good candles, because we need to put them inside."

"Don't worry. I'm an old-fashioned man" his voice was a mix of joy and proud. "Please, check the second cupboard counting from the window."

"Oh... Okay, okay." You nodded slowly and walked to the cupboard, you took a look into it.

You were looking for a while, but finally you found the candles. "Got 'em!" You yelled proudly with happiness

"C'mon. Let's lit them" Strange waited until you set candles into the pumpkins, then he snapped his fingers and in the same second all candles have lit up.

You gasped gaily. "WOW!!! I love that!" You jumped with excitement and hugged to Stephen tightly.

Man wrapped his arm around you, he was holding his head up. "I gotta say, I'm proud of myself."

Stephen's pumpkin had huge, rounded eyes and square mouth with sharp, long teeth. But his pumpkin had also a floral ornaments all around its oval.

You looked at his work. "WOW! You see?! I told you it will be worth a try, and your hands weren't a problem." You uttered with a voice full of pride. "We should take them outside and arrange them in some nice way next to the main gate." You looked at him with smile.

"That's the idea!" Stephen took the smaller pumpkin into his hands. The bigger one simply floated up in the air and started to levitate behind man, following each of his steps.

You blinked and watched your mentor, it was a nice feeling to see him that happy. You grabbed your pumpkin and followed Stephen outside.

You both walked outside through the main door. Stephen took a look around, searching for a place to set pumpkins. "Maybe there?" he pointed at the huge stone laying next to the alley. "I think it'll look right. What do you think, Y/N?"

You giggled and nodded your head. "I think it will be great. Put the big one first, and then we're gonna put smaller next to it." You said pointing at the place, that you thought will be good.

Strange used his power to set the biggest pumpkin onto the stone. He made few movements with his hands, causing the fallen leaves have surrounded the certain point. "Done."

You clapped your hands eagerly as you finished setting your pumpkin near the huge one. "Hooray! So... Mentor, I don't want to keep you away from your work anymore. You can go and do what you were doing before." You smiled at him.

"Oh! Thank you, ma'am, that in your magnanimity you've let me go back to my work!" Strange placed hands on his hips, making ironic grimace. Then, man bowed down. "Once again, thank you, ma'am!"

You laughed out loudly. "Thank you, Mentor! For making my day." You bowed down. "Thank you for help, for fun and for wonderful time." You said with great joy in your voice, being as ironic as you only could

Sometimes it was like that. Stephen Strange seemed to be very serious guy, standing hard on the ground. But the truth was, that deep beneath the mask he was wearing almost for the whole time, Stephen was a nice man, ready to play fool and prank people around him.

Strange whistled loudly. Within few moments, his cloak has flew to him.

"Okay. Let's see. You. Yes! You!" man looked at his cloak. Material shivered softly, when its owner was speaking. "Show me. Which pumpkin is prettier? Huh? Mine? Or maybe the one that belongs to Y/N?" Stephen chuckled darkly, being so sure of himself.

You shook your head in disbelieve. "Come on, cloak. Show us who is better in carving pumpkins." You said and shrugged.

Stephen crossed his arms on his chest. "C'mon. We don't have whole day!" he raised his voice a bit.

Cloak trembled. The crimson material flew to the place, where the pumpkins were set. After moment of hesitation, cloak pointed at your pumpkin.

You laughed loudly and hugged cloak, showing your tongue to Stephen. "I knew it! I'm better!"

Strange paled, clenching his teeth. "Oh!!! What's that!? Even you're against me?! I wasn't expecting that! Bad cloak!"

"No, no. You are a good cloak. Come on, let's go inside. It's cold out here." You sighed and shivered softly.

Stephen laughed loudly. "Don't worry, pal. I was joking." Man approached you and gave you a warm hug. "This time the student outdid the master" brunette clapped his hands. "And now. Maybe a hot chocolate?" man offered you his arm.

You sighed deeply and nuzzled to him. "Sounds like a great idea, Mentor. Let's go inside." You nodded your head and took his arm.

But when you were heading to the Sanctum, the cloak decided to take revenge for previous treatment. Material disappeared somewhere.

You could see with the corner of your eye, how cloak disappears in nearby bushes. You blinked a bit surprised.

"What's going on, Y/N?" Strange stopped in a step, glaring at you. "Wait. Have you seen.." When man turned around to look for his cloak, the material was floating few centimeters in front of him with its collar tightly wrapped around smaller pumpkin. "For Dormammu's sake!!" Stephen yelled, automatically taking step backward.

You only laughed and shook your head. "You asked for this, Mentor. Let's go inside... all three of us." You muttered, looking at cloak and its owner.

"Sure. It was a really nice experience for me" Strange giggled a bit. "We definitely have to repeat this next year."

Bravo for our girl!!!

Marvel

* =NSFW/NSFW(ish)

Bucky

* 40′s Bad Boy - by @beefybuffybucky

* Cozy - by @lovelynemesis

Sleeping Incident - by @buckys-fossil

* The Look On His Face - by @marvelspnbaby

Made For You - by @chrevastan

* Sinful Sunday - by @kittenofdoomage

* I Like Me Better - by @buchonians

Bruce Banner

My Hero - by @theridiculouspanda

* Protector - by @emilyevanston

Going to the Tree Farm - by @marveluniverseimagines (I don’t think I ever want to experience a tree farm)

Steve

I’ll Take Care of You - by @createdbytinyaddiction

* Back Home - by @marvelspnbaby

Be My Autumnal Muse - by @thepaperpanda

Headcanons - by @ptersparkers

Showing - by @marvelous-avengers

* The Number of Dates - by @emilyevanston

All For You - by @caplansteverogers

Cap Letting You Use His Shield - by @imamotherfuckingstar-lord

Loki

Playing With His Hair - by @whirlybirbs

* Throne Ride - by @izawrites

Loki Being Fascinated By You - by @multifandomhaven

Frank

Couldn’t Take it Anymore - by @propertyofpoeandbucky 

Domesticity - ^^^ 

Lucky Charms - ^^^

Poltergeists For Sidekicks - by @bubble-tea-bunny

Asking Frank to Stay - by @imamotherfuckingstar-lord

T’Challa

Imagine Being in Wakanda - by @imamotherfuckingstar-lord

Jealousy Headcanons - by @cupcakequeen1999-3

Sam

Waking You Up From A Nightmare - by @imamotherfuckingstar-lord

Helping You Through A Nightmare - by @marveluniverseimagines

Clint

There’s A Halo Wrapped Around You - by @caplansteverogers

The Flesh is A Tomb - ^^^

I Got You - by @imamotherfuckingstar-lord

Making Out After A Party & * Finishing What You Started - by @marveluniverseimagines

Tony

Dating Would Include - by @cat-scratch-fandoms

Pregnant - ^^^ (I’m going to pretend there wasn’t a mistake here)

Tony Catching You In His Lab - by @imamotherfuckingstar-lord

Thor

The Cape - by @ptersparkers

* Round Two - by @whatstruthgottodowithit

Wanda

Taking Care of You - by @leylanesobsessions

* The Problem With The T-Shirt - by @captnbarnesrogers

Flirting - by @wlw-headcanons

Natasha

New Memories - by @baked-bean-bekah

Fever - by @littlemisssyreid

Other

* Two’s A Handful - by @silverlullabies ~ Bucky & Steve

You’re Ours - by @marvel-wlw ~ Natasha & Wanda

* Sex With the Avengers - by @warfiplier ~ Preference

Something Unexpected That They Do In A Relationship - by @fly-on-my-sweet-angel ~ Preference

Wade Waking You Up From A Nightmare - by @imamotherfuckingstar-lord ~ Deadpool

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Winter lightning || Part I

Words: 2525

Warnings: none

SUMMARY: Bucky returns to normal life after being a part of Avengers team. One day, on the street of New York, he meets a young woman. He doesn't know yet, that this meeting is gonna change everything he used to know.

Authors: Beast & Cass 

The city was a vast, intricate, labyrinth of noisy, streets and alleys. He could hear the incessant honking of the vehicles even before the sun rose. Impatient businessmen who had to get to the office, mothers who had to leave their children at their schools, facing the puzzling challenge of navigating through the crowd of parents and children; even some of the teachers who had stopped at the local bakery to get a bagel or two before their morning classes. After every person had reached their respective destination, the traffic congestions cleared significantly as if humungous snakes had eaten their fills and were retracting back into their dark and eerie caves.

Walking down the street, Bucky could smell the fresh batch of sweet and spicy rolls being baked for the lunch hour rush. To him, it was a clear sign of the city slowly waking up. He anticipated to see what the new day would bring for him. Maybe a new reason to run again. Maybe an accidental meeting with someone he used to know before. Or maybe even hope...

She was runing as fast as she only could. “Sorry!” That was all she could say, pushing people out of her way, no metter who it was. She was only focused at running away from cold claws of danger.

This young woman has been betrayed by her own family, her life full of happiness and prosperity has changed into an elopement.

Whole city was waking up, when she was still running, all people and smells that were catching her attention before. were now meaningless. All she craved was safty… A place that will be safe enough to lost S.H.I.E.L.D's agents that had order to find and capture her because of what she was.

She could feel her heart pounding inside her chest, every breath, and every step was her little prayer.

Suddenly she bumped at well-build man, and trying not to fall onto ground, young woman instinctively caught both of his arms. One of them felt normal, like a flesh, but the other was cold and firm. She quickly looked around and then her glance stopped at the man. “I’m so sorry, sir.” Woman said trying to catch her breath. She moved away from man and continued to run.

Bucky has been taken out of reverie by surprise.

Trying to secure the woman from falling down, he caught her elbows and hold her firmly in the place.

"Not a prob..." he even didn't end his sentence, because girl has rushed to escape.

Bucky shook his head in disbelief, murmuring something in Russian under his breath. He continued his walk down the street, but it wasn't long before he has been stopped again.

The familiar uniform has showed up on the horizon and within few seconds a tall man stopped next to Bucky.

"Excuse me, have you seen a young woman? She had grey hoodie and black pants on?" man asked, looking around.

Bucky hesitated for a moment.                 First of all, he was afraid of being exposed. Secondly, he had seen a dread in the eyes of young woman from few minutes before.

He shook his head slightly. "No. I haven't. Sorry." He was glad. He had sounded as firm as it was necessary.

Other man thanked shortly and ran further, leaving Bucky in the middle of sidewalk.

Street was a terrible place, everyone could see her. For sure this weird guy told Agents, that he has seen her… And for sure he had shown them direction.

Woman quickly jumped into alley to hide from the crowd of main street. Maybe now she will lose them..

Girl pulled hood onto her head and started walk slowly, looking around. Everything was so… New for her. This was first time in her entire life, when she had to run for her life, she couldn’t believe, that her own family wanted to get rid of her.

Her family was too high settled, their fame and good reputation was more important than love to their daughter.

Young woman looked around and took a deep breath, she had no idea what to do now. This whole place was filthy. She flinched, when she stepped into mud. “God… How could I end up like this.” She whimpered and continued her walk. She saw stuff, that were really far away from her standards. She used to spend her time in beautiful places, where everything was gorgeous and expensive, but right now she was surrounded by mud, homeless people, rats and stray animals. From woman in dress she changed into a woman wearing the hood and trying to escape from death.

In the same time, Bucky has made quick shopping and headed back to his flat.

He was renting a little apartment on Brooklyn. It had one larger room, little kitchen and the bathroom. Nothing else, but it was enough for him to survive.

Bucky entered his hideout and first steps he headed to the kitchen, where he placed shopping bags on the table's counter. Then he walked back to the front door and man made sure he had locked them.

Bucky flopped onto the old couch, not even taking off his leather jacket. He pulled a box of cigarettes out of his pocket and he lit one, inhaling deeply with a smoke. He couldn't stop thinking about that young woman. Somehow she caught his thoughts.

Cold wind made her shiver, she also wasn’t used to such situations.

She took a deep breath and tried to think. What to do now? Where to hide? Is this the end?

Bucky ended his cigarette and he laid down on his couch. Looking up at the ceiling, he was thinking of his previous life, when he used to be part of S.H.I.E.L.D. Now, nothing was the same anymore. Because of his arguments with Tony Stark, he has ended being the enemy number one to everyone. Even to Steve...

Bucky didn't realize, when he fell asleep.

She was tired, trying not to sleep was too hard. Her eyelids were really heavy, but before she even could close her eyes, she saw familiar uniforms somewhere in the crowd. “No..” She whimpered scared and got up only to quickly run away.

Young woman ran into skyscraper, she tried to knock to many doors, but most of flats were empty at this time or people were simply ignoring her.

She tried on every floor, everytime it was the same: people's ignorance or emptiness.

Finally, she got onto 13th floor. She started banging into door from local F9, which were close to the lift. “Please! Help me! I need help! I beg you! Show some mercy!” Her voice was nothing more than mix of fear and sob. “Please… I beg you..” Woman whimpered.

Bucky growled deeply as he has been woken up from his dream.

Cursing under his breath, he walked to the door and opened them wide.

"What the fuck you..." he had been snapping for a second, but became silent shortly after. "What the hell.. I remember you.."

She blinked, looking at man, he was like three times bigger than her.

“I… I remember you too..” Woman said and wanted to run away but she heard group of people, knocking and checking doors on lower floor.

She shivered, terrified, and looked back at man. “Please… hide me… I beg you, don’t let them get me.” Woman whimpered, grabbing his arms in act of desperation. Her sight was full of fear and sadness.

When the footsteps get louder, she simply ran into man's flat, not paying attention to him.

Bucky blinked in a disbelief. "Wait... What..." but before he has ended his sentence, the woman just entered his flat without asking about his permission.

"Who do you think you are? I don't need any extra trouble" he hissed, closing the door.

“Please… Please, sir… Please… hide me, protect me. I’m begging you.” She whispered full of pure fear and panic, woman even fell onto her knees.

Her breath stopped, when she heard knocking to the door. “Oh… God… No…” She said quietly and quickly hide in man’s bedroom, not even saying a word.

Bucky looked at her with a cold gaze, then he improved his jacket and went to open the door.

"How can I help you?" he said firmly as he opened the door.

Tall man, dressed in a S.H.I.E.L.D uniform, gave him a little nod. "I'm sorry. We are looking for a young fugitive. Have you seen a not too tall woman with long dark hair, dressed in a hoodie?" man asked simply, looking directly at Bucky.

Barnes made a grimace, like he would be thinking deeply. "No. I was only in the shop today. I haven't seen anyone. No one as you've described" he said calmy, but in his firm tone.

Other guy nodded slightly and thanked him, he simply walked away, knocking to another door.

Woman stood close to bedroom’s door, listening to every word. She had hope that this man won’t tell them she is in his flat, he didn’t want to have problems.

She felt guilty for putting him into such a situation, they were complete strangers to each other and she made him deal with S.H.I.E.L.D agents, even when she shouldn’t, but her fear and panic were too huge to think rationally.

When man closed main door, she slowly left his room. “Um… Sir, I want to apologize for this. I shouldn’t do this… But my fear of those people is too deep to behave rationally. I really should look at your safety.” She explained slowly, taking off her hood.

Young woman looked slowly around. “You have… nice flat… here.” She said, flinching.

Bucky was measuring her with cold glance, his hands on his hips. "Sorry? Is that all you want to say?" he hissed loudly, taking two huge steps towards woman. He stopped in front of her, his face a few inches from her. "Who? Are? You?" he syllabized every word, looking straight into her eyes.

She blinked and whimpered, shielding herself with her arms, when angry man got closer to her. "I... I am Elizabeth... Elizabeth Bonnet... I am an art student.." Woman whispered, even more scared. Right now she was more afraid of him then of agents. He was visibly enraged and he had her at reach of his fingertips.

"I didn't ask about your name" he simply pushed her aside with his shoulder, passing her by and flopping on couch. "I've asked WHO are you. If S.H.I.E.L.D is after you, then it means you’re not only an art student" he pulled out pack of cigarettes and lit one. Bucky put one leg on the other, leaning his back comfortaby on the couch. He inhaled with choking smoke, then he exhaled it, using nose. "Don't stay like that, Miss Bonnet. You can take a sit. Don't worry. I am not gonna hurt ya."

She let out unhappy sound, when he pushed her aside. She turned around, rubbing her shoulder. "I do not know, what I can tell you. They said that.... I'm a mutant.. but.. I did nothing against them." Elizabeth coughed softly and waved her hand trying to blow away smoke, then she looked at the couch. "Um... thank you, sir." She nodded and politely sat on the edge of the couch.

"Now I'm gonna tell you, what will happen next."

Bucky was focusing on the ceiling. He didn't even look at the woman sitting next to him.

"You can stay here. However don't think I'm doing this, because you took me with your begs" he chuckled darkly, puffing his cigarette. "I'm doing this, because I have my own old things to S.H.I.E.L.D. and because I know, how huge assholes they can be."

He sounded a bit too antipathetical then he had wanted.

"I have only one condition. Or maybe two. First, you can use any thing you will find here as your own. I don't have problems with sharing my hideout with you, but you won't be stepping into my way if not necessary. And second, I need to know everything about you and you special abilities."

Bucky rose from the couch and took his jacket off. The metal, bionic arm has gleamed into the sunrays falling into thw room through huge window.

"As you can see, I am not an ordinary person too."

She listened to him, nodding her head at his every word. “O… Okay, sir and I understand, sir.”

Elizabeth bit her lips. “I… I don’t know what to tell you… Stuff just start to float around me… and I have no control over me.l sometimes.” She said and shrugged.

 Young woman jumped a bit scared, when he got up from couch and took off his jacket, she looked at him with her eyes opened wide. “That’s why your other arm felt different, when I caught it this morning.”

He rolled his eyes, ending his cigarette. "Yea. Probably that's the reason."

He went to the kitchen and came back holding two oranges. Bucky handled one to the woman.

"I don't want any objects to fly around my place, okay?" he gave her a serious look. "Otherwise you'll be kicked out."

He took a careful look at her. She was so young. And she looked like a real dame.

"Hope those conditions aren't too low for you, Madame." Barnes switched to his ironic voice. "And now. I gotta go for a bit" brunette sighed lazily and went to the hanger, taking his jacket off. "I'm gonna lock the door. Don't let anyone in. And rest. I bet you're tired." After those words, Bucky just left.

She slowly took the orange he has offered her. “Thank you, sir… I can try to not make them fly… but I told you already, I can’t control it.” Woman looked at him a bit scared.

She frowned softly. “This comment was redundant, sir. I am not gonna answer at such an unnecessary question.” Elizabeth muttered, feeling offended.

Woman watched him and nodded slowly. She sighed heavily, when he closed the door. She wasn’t used to such places. This man tried to be ironic, but he was right, this place was way low beyond her standards, but she couldn’t say no or run away. She had to accept those conditions and try to fit in and live with this man in peace.

She was thinking about this for some time before she slowly fell asleep.

Bucky stood watching the line where heaven touched earth. His wide eyes witnessed the resounding glowing collision. Sparks lit the sky and blood poured, as the glory of paradise descended further behind the seam of the world. Barnes sighed deeply, wrapping leather jacket more around his shoulders. He had spent whole day by walking around the town, thinking. Mostly about the new situation he had been pulled into. He wasn't sure, what to do and what to think. Bucky felt small as he glanced over his shoulder and saw his shadow slowly shrinking towards his feet. He looked back to the line, only a few bright streaks remained to signal heaven’s passing. The sun had set.

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Be my autumnal muse  ||  Steve Rogers x Reader one shot

Words: 1388

Warnings: none at all, just pure fluff :)

SUMMARY: Reader and Steve Rogers are on a walk, observing the color palette of nature. At the end, Steve confesses, that he’s into Reader and asks her to be his muse.

Author: Rouge

A/N: This story has been written for the writing challenge created by @fanlove-fandomlife

You stared at the leaves falling from the trees. It was quite breathtaking, at the most. Utterly beautiful. First a green leaf, then shortly afterwards a yellow leaf stained with bits of orange and green. They hit the ground lightly, making no sound effects. You could stay there all day, observing the utmost gorgeous pattern of the leaves dying off of the trees.

"Steve!" you turned around. Steve was sitting on the bench under huge, old willow, he was drawing in his sketchbook. "Yes, Y/N? What's up?" he asked lazily, not taking his eyes from the sketch he was making. You rolled your eyes and walked to him slowly, still looking around with admiration. "Instead of drawing, you should take a look around, dear!" you giggled happily, taking a seat next to him and putting your head onto his shoulder. "Just look! Down they come like multicoloured rain. Golds, reds and browns. They are a myriad of shapes and sizes, these leaves that clothed the trees. Now they are discarded like last seasons fashions and left to become part of the soil. But before that happens they make the most splendid mosaic that is unique in all the world. And yet we're here to witness it in this moment, it's so precious!" you were talking about leaves and colors like it would be the last thing you'll ever see. Steve had made some more lines, before he closed his sketchbook. He gave you a look and ruffled your bangs. "Y/N, you're too exaggerated sometimes." You frowned softly, pulling away from him. "Why are you saying so?" Blonde man pecked your lips. "You put too much attention in such a fleeting stuff. You should focus on more important things, Y/N." You rolled your eyes theatrically. "Says the man, who could spend whole day by drawing" you cocked your brew. "Steve, please. Stop being so stubborn and serious! Just live with a moment!" you quickly got up from the bench and you grabbed him by his sleeve. "C'mon! Let's take a walk! You were drawing for last half an hour! " Reluctantly, Steve followed you, getting up and closing his sketchbook. Man slipped it under his arm. You grabbed his hand and pulled him down the alley. Holding his palm, you were walking slowly by his side, looking around and breathing with fresh, chill air. "I've read the poems from before the war. They tell of trees changing color, pumpkins and thanksgiving. It must have been nice back then. It sounds like a cosy life" you broke the silence between you two. Steve's face changed within second. He became so pensive, kind of a little smirk appeared in the corner of his full lips. "Yes. It was a cosy life.." he mumbled, but his voice was nothing more then a whisper. You gave his hand a firm squeeze. "So now you should understand, what I find so interesting in observing the nature. It's so relaxing to me, letting all bad emotions disappear" you explained shortly. Steve only nodded, still overwhelmed by his memories. You both continued your walk through the park. Red, orange and yellow, in various different shades. All of them floating gracefully on the soft breeze. It was as if a friendly hand was gently lowering them to the ground. Whispers between these leaves filled the air, whispers and mutters. The air was cool and crisp, like a refreshing drink of cool water after hours in a desert. The breeze fluttered around, gently caressing everything it touched with fingers that had been a comfort to so many over their long, lonely years. You were absorbing everything. The nature was simply breathtaking in her color palette. With a corner of your eye you've noticed, that Steve also was delighted by variegation of the world. Finally, you and Steve reached a small lake and it was where the alley has ended. A deep sense of serenity overcame both of you as you stared in rapture at the expanse of blue that lay before you. Rays of lights danced delicately across the water, birthed from the afternoon sun that both limited your sight and made the view all the more beautiful. Steve smiled gently, looking at you. "Would you mind me, if I would ask you for something now?" he inquired. You eyed him carefully, not being sure, what has he wanted from you. "Yes, I suppose..." you answered. "Can I ask you to pose for me, Y/N?" the smile was still on his lips and his cheeks blushed a bit. You felt a heat on your cheeks within a second, so you turned your head to watch the lake. "I wouldn't mind..." you whispered softly, trying to calm yourself down.

You were sitting at the large rock on the shore of the lake patiently, waiting for Steve to end his masterpiece. 

"Can you turn your head a bit? Oh yes. Just like that." Steve was sitting on the ground, leaning his back against a tree trunk. He was putting all the effort into his drawing. "Have I ever told you, how much I adore your facial features, Y/N?" Steve's voice was soft like never before. "Hihi, no, you haven't" you giggled happily, covering your mouth with a palm. "Hey! Don't move, Y/N! The lightning!" Steve chuckled tenderly, then once again he focused on the draw. "Yes, yes, sorry, my bad" you sent him a warm smile. You were observing with a smile, how few little leaves fell down onto Steve's head. You couldn't help and let out a short laughter. "You look like a prince in the crown." Steve raised his chin a bit and narrowed his brows, then he reached to his hair and his face has brighten up. "Haha, very funny, Y/N!"

After some time, Steve rose from the ground and flicked his jeans from sand.

"Done. Wanna see?" he reached his sketchbook towards you. Gladly, you got up from your place and approached blonde man. You took the sketchbook into your hands and looked at the drawing he recently has made. "Oh Gosh.." you mumbled. "It's.. It's beautiful, Steve! But..." You took a careful look at the drawing again and your heart stopped for a second. You were on the foreground, the lake was a background. He has drew you so smoothly, emphasizing every attribute of your beauty. In the left lower corner of the page you found a little dedication, which took your breath away. For my beloved Y/N. You've always been in my mind. With love, Steven You've swallowed slowly, before you look into his eyes. "Why you didn't tell me earlier?" you asked quietly. But Steve only took his sketchbook from your hands amd closed it, then he leant down to you and he placed a lovingly kiss to your soft lips. You were too shocked to protest and the truth was you either didn't want to protest... You gave the kiss back, automatically pulling closer to his chest. "How long?" "Since the day I've met you, Y/N" Steve said sincerely, looking you straight in the eyes. "As you can see, it took me so long to find a courage." You nuzzled to his chest, feeling incredibly safe there. "The most important, that you've finally found it so you could be honest with me" you reached his jawline and stroked over his cheek. "So.. In the light of new circumstances.. Would you go with me for a date?" his cheeks were blushing hardly. You nodded slightly. "With a pleasure." You saw a little sparks of happiness into his beautiful blue eyes. Your hand found his palm and you tangled your fingers with his. "Let's go back home, Mr Rogers the Artist" you chuckled. He smirked on you, nodding, then Steve raised his chin to look at the autumnal sunset, which was building on the horizon. Man squeezed your palm tightly, and after that he let your hand free to wrap both his strong arms around you. You hugged to him as closely as you could. You felt, how he has rested his chin on the top of your head. He took a deep breath. "I want this moment to last forever." You moved closer so that he felt your presence, yet stayed quiet, allowing him to stay lost in the moment a while longer.

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I Always End Up Calling You || Frank Castle x reader Smut one shot

Writing Challenge

Hello! This is my another story written for Letsimagineitall’s Fall Writing Challenge (created by @letsimagineitall​)

I tried my best and I hope you all will like the story. Enjoy!

Words: 2098

Warnings: smut, swearing, light abuse

SUMMARY: Reader has another sleepless night. She decides to call the only person she can count on. Frank Castle

Author: Cass

It was one of those nights, where you weren't blessed by a calm sleep.

Another whimper and another shiver have pulled you up from inertness.

"Oh God..." you swiped your forehead from a cold sweat and instinctively you reached for your phone. You dialed the number blindly and you put phone to your ear.

When someone on the other side has picked up, you let out a deep sigh. "How come I always end up calling you, when I can't fall asleep?"

"Don't ask me, angel. What's wrong, Y/N? Nightmares or something's happened?" Man muttered. "Y/N. Sorry, but I am... kinda busy here."

Frank muttered, holding his gun right to some man's head. Other guy was currently pinned to the ground by Frank's heavy combat boot.

"Nightmares." Your voice has broke down and you started to cry. "I know.. I know, but... Frank? Can you come? Please. I need you here."

You good knew it's fourth time in last two weeks, when you're bothering him with your own demons, but there was nothing else for you to do.

Frank let out a deep sigh. "Okay, just... you need to wait a bit. Try to calm down."

When he hung up, other man smiled. "What... Have you found someone for yourself? We will find her too."

Frank only laughed shortly and shook his head. "Shut the fuck up. She is just a friend and you won't find anyone with bullet in your head." With those words he simply shot the man. He did the same with man on a ground.

After that, he quickly left and went into the direction of your flat.

"Okay. I will wait.." you whispered quietly, then you put your phone down on the bedside table.

You knew you won't be able to fall asleep anymore, so you got up from bed and went downstairs to the kitchen. You made yourself a cup of cappuccino and you took a seat at the table, waiting at Frank.

Frank muttered something to himself, when he was on his way.

He good knew, what nightmares meant. He had those every night and every time, when he was closing his eyes.

After few minutes, man reached your door.

He banged to them few times. "Y/N, it's me, open up." Frank said in his deep voice, waiting at door.

As you heard knocking, you jumped off the chair and wrapped your lacy nightgown around you tightly.

You walked to the door, opening them. "Frank!" you didn't wait, you just wrapped arms around man's neck and you simply fell into his strong arms.

"Hey..." He caught you into his arms. Frank gently stroked your hair, hugging you. "Come on.... let's get you to bed. It's late." After those words, Frank simply picked you up.

He closed the door behind him and holding you tight in his arms, man went to your bedroom.

While he was walking with you in his arms, you nuzzled your head to his neck. "I knew you will come. You are so good to me."

His strong arms had given you kind of a peace. You felt secured. Like you'd belong here..

"There you go. Now... you should try to sleep. You are not alone anymore." Frank explained and slowly left bedroom.

He walked to your living room and flopped on a couch, letting out a loud sigh.

But you still weren't able to sleep so you got up and rubbing your shoulders, you went downstairs to look for Frank.

Frank was sitting on couch, but suddenly he got up from his seat and kicked a coffee table, growling loudly. Table, which was made from glass, smashed against the wall, falling into thousands pieces.

Hearing the loud noise in the living room, you rushed there immediately.

"Frank! Oh God, what has happened?!" you stopped into a threshold, covering your mouth with shivering palm.

"Not your fucking business, Y/N!" He yelled, looking at you with anger in his eyes. "Get the fuck out of here to your room before you will get hurt and it's not a warning... It's an order."

"Frank... But..." You took a little, shy step into the room. "Let's take a sit and talk.. What has happened? I am here for you.. Calm down..."

He walked to you and grabbed your shoulder really tight. "I said something! Most of the time I am here for you! Go to your room, now!" He screamed at you, pushing you away.

You've lost balance and you simply fell onto floor, hitting back of your head against a corner of the couch.

You couldn't help. You started to cry loudly, choking with tears.

Frank looked at you and took a deep breath.

He did this again... He was taking care of you since few months now... And you were a witness and victim of his outburst. Again. It shouldn't be like that. You let him live here, when he was doing such a brutal and bad stuff.

Frank realized, what he had done and man slowly walked to you. He got onto his knees. "Y/N... I am sorry."

At first, you've tried to push man away. But shortly after you trembled and reached your hands to him, wrapping them around his waist.

"It's okay.. You gotta fight with it.." you whispered, slowly pulling closer to him. "You know, that I'm always by your side."

You slip head under his shoulder and hugged to Frank tight.

He hugged you back really tight.

"I'm so sorry... I... I shouldn't." Frank whispered and nuzzled to your shoulder, moving his hand into your hair. "Forgive me... please.."

"I had forgiven you long time ago."

You raised your chin to look into his eyes.

"I know, who are you. I know what are you doing. I am not condemning you. Not at all. You have always been so important to me.. So are you also now..."

You leant up and you pressed your soft lips to his rough ones.

Frank blinked suprised, but he kissed you back.

"You shouldn't..." He whispered and gently stroked your hair. "Let me... Let me take you back to bedroom... I... Your head... I hope I didn't hurt you.." Frank looked at you.

You slowly rose from the ground and rubbed the back of your head. "It's been a long evening. We both need some proper rest."

He nodded, watching you.

Frank got up from the floor also and grabbed you by your waist. He picked you up and walked with you back to your bedroom.

In your room, you took off your nightgown and you put it onto the chair next to your wardrobe. "If you don't mind.. You.. You can stay here tonight, Frank."

He smiled softly and nodded. "Not couch tonight, this is a nice change. You don't mind if I will... Right?" Frank asked before he took off his t-shirt.

You simply shook your head, trying not to stare at his bare, muscular chest for too long. You quickly took your place in the bed, putting head on the pillow.

Frank took off his pants and slowly joined you in the bed. He wrapped his big arm around your waist and nuzzled to your nape

A cold shiver ran down your spine and you knew he felt, how you've reacted at his touch.

You placed your palm at his forearm. "What have you been doing at the evening, before you came here?"

Frank gently touched your belly. "You don't really wanna know." He whispered and his rough lips touched your shoulder. Man pulled you closer to his chest.

You purred quietly, feeling how sensation was building up in your abdomen.

You turned your head a bit towards him. "I wanna know. C'mon. I'm a big girl. I'll take it."

"You're stubborn, aren't you?" Frank sighed and kissed your neck gently before he raised his head to look at you. "I killed two motherfuckers." He said simply. "I shot both in the head right after your call."

You were looking him into the eyes without a blink. "I wouldn't be able to kill.." you turned at your back, still looking at him. "You're so brave. It can be taken as inappropriate, but I do know you have to do such things.."

You put hand onto his sharp jawline, pulling him into a kiss.

"I was a soldier... Killing is normal for me." He had been explaining before man kissed you back. Frank wrapped both arms around you and deepened the kiss, growling softly.

It's been a while, since you had someone in your bed. Of course, you and Frank were friends with benefits, but you both had sex very seldom. But this night you've wanted intimacy like never before.

You just pushed him back onto the mattress and you slowly straddled him. "You were working too hard lately. How much of associations have you made in last two weeks, huh?" you put hands on his chest

"Please... Let's not talk about such a stuff here." He said and put his large hands on you hips, looking straight into your eyes. It wasn't easy for him, but he needed this. This closeness and intimacy.

Frank grabbed your nape and pulled you into a rough, strong kiss.

You leant down and let him kiss you. You were running your fingertips along his muscular shoulders, gently grinding against his virility.

rank moved his hands to your butt and gently moved his hips, groaning softly. Then he pushed you off of him and got on top of you, pinning you down to bed. "I missed you..." He muttered and attacked your neck.

You opened your neck for him, while your hands traveled to his back, scratching him. "Me either."

He growled and bit your neck playfully, bucking his hips into you. "I want you.... I need you, so fucking much." Frank murmured and started to undress you.

You raised your hips so he could took your panties off. "Then take what's yours, soldier" you bite your lower lips, looking straight at him. Even through his boxers you could easily feel, how hard he got.

He took off your panties and tossed them on the floor, after this he took off his boxers, letting out his yet hard cock.

Frank kissed you deeply and without warning pushed hardly into you.

"Oh, fuck!" you screamed, spreading your legs wider for him. "Oh God... It feels amazing!" you rolled your head back.

His thrusts were strong and deep, just like his pace, which was brutal. Frank was holding you tight, close to his chest.

You scratched his shoulders with your nails. "Oh, yes, yes, fuck me, Frank! Shit, oh fuck, harder!" you were screaming and moaning into his arms.

"Shut up." He growled and closed your mouth with kiss. Frank started to thrust even harder, than he wrapped hand around your neck and squeezed it. He only looked at you.

You rock your hips to meet his thrusts. You wrapped your legs around his hips, so he could penetrate you deeper. You licked you lips and then slipped hand between both of you to rub your clitoris.

"Yea... Yeaaa, oh so good.." you rolled your eyes back.

Frank squeezed your throat even harder. "You like it... don't you, slut?" He muttered and growled loudly, feeling how he was getting closer to his climax.

You rubbed your clit faster, nodding slightly. "I fucking love it, soldier! I love, how nice your cock is stretching my tight pussy!" You moaned loudly, feeling, how your walls started to clench around his huge length. You reached to your boobs to squeeze them through your shirt. "Oh shit, don't stop! Don't you dare to stop!

His movements became a little bit slower, Frank started to thrust even deeper.

After few moves, Frank pushed his length as deep as he could and he cum deep inside you, filling you up completely.

"Fuck, FRANK!" You yelled his name loudly, biting his neck and leaving a love mark there. Your nails scratched his back strongly as you cum hardly around his cock. With legs still wrapped around him, you were squealing, trying to catch a breath

Frank panted heavily, nuzzling to your neck. "That was good." He said, trying to calm his breath.

He pulled out slowly and laid next to you, then pulled you into a hug.

Instinctively, you put your head onto his chest, feeling how you're going down from your climax.

"Everytime.. Everytime, when I end calling to you, it's worth it." You murmured softly.

Frank only laughed and ruffled your hair. "Yep, it's always worth it."

Panda’s Colorful writing challenge.

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